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"Man I drink too much/I got drinks/Man I think too much/I got two brains." Theoretically there's all sorts of interesting stuff I could be listening to, but on second thought, I might just listen to E-40 for the rest of my life. The fact ...

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"It's just penises, lots of penises," is how the bartender at Williamsburg's Legion explained Chatroulette to a curious patron last night. Every Monday at the spot, there's now a weekly gathering of karaoke lovers with a taste for free drin...

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Featuring the odd return of 1995, in the persons of Soundgarden and Green Day, modern arena-rock surrogates the Strokes, Arcade Fire, MGMT, Phoenix, the National, and the Black Keys, and who else but Lady Gaga? Music is a befuddling tapestry ...

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The Chicago-based poet Michael Robbins is heroin for literary nerds and music nerds alike. Britney Spears, Pink, and Buju Banton have all crashed the gates of Robbins's poetry, which began appearing last year in the New Yorker; his newest piece in th...

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Yes In My Backyard is a semiweekly column showcasing MP3s from new and emerging local talent.
Michael Leonhart is a weird afro-funk merchant, a psychedelic dreamer, a dusty Bollywood record found under a mysterious stack, a walking issue of ...

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Get the MP3 here or here. "I'm shittin' on niggas/And pissin' on the seat," avers Big Boi on the massive, glitzy, delightfully garish (i.e. Scott Storch-produced) new single off the (finally!) imminent Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico ...

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Look, it's MiniBoone! And free Monopoly money!
Get past the silly concept of an indie supergroup and go see the Babies (Cassie from the Vivian Girls and some dude from Woods) at the Knitting Factory. Expect uppity Vivian Girls sass, but with disce...

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Does it matter that it's for charity? Is anyone in possession of an 8-year-old who would actually plausibly enjoy this? Or is this the kind of thing that will ultimately make your daughter a virulent Republican? Feel free to chime in here, people who...

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A now-frenzied crowd chanted the Diplo/Switch dancehall duo's name as Skerrit Bwoy jumped onstage, followed by a Chinese dragon and a collective shriek from 3,000 or so onlookers. Anyone trying to walk through the mosh pit was denied (standing was a ...

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They're sort of like a more articulate No Age, and better songwriters to boot. The band was a rare highlight at Todd P's MtyMx Festival, and their debut LP, Nothing Hurts, is out on Sub Pop next month. For some reason, it's streaming in full at Sound...

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Here we have a week's worth of Status Ain't Hood manifestos distilled into one comprehensive look at what's driving and imperiling hip-hop in 2010: plummeting sales, rising regionalism, mixtapes, live shows, the benefits (Gucci Mane) and detr...

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She ran naked through the streets, enacted some complicated restaging of the JFK assassination, then Tweeted about it. Matt & Kim were duly paid homage to, then interviewed, then paid homage to again. Law enforcement in Dallas put out an APB ...

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Liquid Liquid's first ever performance on national television--so, thirty years in the making, pretty much. Way looser and more slithery than your average evening on Late Night With Jimmy Fallon which, given that the Roots tend to be involv...

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Just so you know, Beck's star-studded Record Club conceit, wherein he and a teeming stable of indie luminaries cover a famous album in its entirety, is rolling along: After messing about with the Velvet Underground, Leonard Cohen, and Skip Sp...

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"So...Market Hotel got into some police trouble," noted Todd P over the weekend. "What does this mean? Hard to tell." But for now, thanks to a visit from the cops Saturday night, the Bushwick spot is going dark indefinitely, with two and a half month...

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You're probably not getting into Roseland for the Thom Yorke/Atoms for Peace spectacular, but no sourpusses allowed: Fang Island's exuberant instrumental tunes could quite possibly make the band's self-described aesthetic of "everyone hig...

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Well, we survived another April Fool's Day, a/k/a the worst Internet day of the year, casting aside this year's wan hoaxes and getting to the good stuff: Fucked Up, sued by an energy-drink juggernaut for bad-mouthing SXSW? Hilarious! (That was a joke...

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Billboard notes that the 16-year-old Bieber is also the second solo male artist under the age of 17 to hit the No. 1 spot on the albums chart; he joins Stevie Wonder, who reached the summit when he was 13 with Little Stevie Wonder/The 12-Year-Old Gen...

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With so many weekend options, it's easy to overlook the fact that some of the city's most beloved DJs play for free on weeknights, in situations offering an intimate vibe and cheaper drinks (sometimes with no cover!) at places that ordinarily boast h...